Chapter 130: The World

The sky was dark, and ordinary people could only see the fierce collision of lightning above the firmament of the palace, and only cultivators knew that this was a war between the top powerhouses in the world under the sky.

The ancient stone is aimed at the Imperial Palace.

Xu Fengniang didn't know why at such a critical moment yesterday, the great grandmaster who had always been inseparable from the queen of heaven would not be in the Shendu City.

But in just one day, the entire Divine Capital City has changed its day.

The first thing that changed was the magnificent palace.

On the top of the thirty-three jade steps, the owner has changed.

At this time, the most terrifying thing in the palace was not its nominal master, but the national teacher standing beside the young master.

There is only one person in the entire palace who can withstand the blow of the ancient stone.

The new auxiliary of the Great Zhou, the master of the Daomen, and the national teacher Sangyu.

That was the first time Xu Fengniang saw the Innate Grandmaster go to war.

It is also the second innate battle that has occurred since the establishment of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Looking at the lightning and thunder on the palace in the distance, Xu Fengniang felt frightened for the first time since she became a cultivator.

The cultivators of the lower realms on the street fell into a fainting directly under the huge coercion.

All the glazed tiles on the Mingguang Hall were lifted by the wind, soaring to the sky, and all of them fell and fell to pieces.

Everything is shattering.

The heart-rending cries of children and the manic howling of chickens can be heard in the countless closed rooms.

The clouds were so violent that even the earth trembled.

For the first time, Xu Fengniang had the illusion that this city that had stood on the Middle-earth Continent for many years and had been reinforced many times by successive dynasties contained the wisdom of countless skilled craftsmen, and was known as the strongest city in the mainland.

It will really be destroyed.

One by one, the thunderbolts fell, and the sky grew darker and darker.

There was a frightened shout from the forbidden soldiers in front of her, Xu Fengniang looked down, but saw that there were huge ugly cracks on the wide street that had been rammed countless times.

The mountain collapsed and the ground cracked, this was the deepest anger of the man, and everything in the world mourned for the woman who had died.

The faces of all the people Xu Fengniang could see were filled with fear.

That's of course.

The Grandmaster was furious and bled out.

And the anger of the Great Grandmaster is enough to destroy the heavens and the earth.

Xu Fengniang felt the vibration under her feet, stood straight in the crowd fleeing in all directions, and indifferently stared at the sword light in the clouds above the palace.

"That madman......"

The angel holding the decree fell to the ground, and the water dog prostrate on the ground, looking at the sky in despair.

Xu Fengniang looked at all this in front of her, she should have felt happy, but for some reason, looking at the people scattered like birds and birds, and the scattered carved beams and paintings, her heart was filled with deep sadness.

If Her Highness was still there, what would she think when she saw everything in front of her?

Xu Fengniang closed her eyes and prepared to meet the end of the first Xiongcheng of the Great Zhou.

However, the moment she closed her eyes, an earth-shattering loud bang suddenly exploded in the distance.

Unlike the first loud bang, this one was terrifyingly sharp, tearing like something was shattering.

What shattered? What fell?

Where are you going to fall again?

Xu Fengniang raised her head in amazement, and then she heard the voice.

It was a roar of great unwillingness.

Like a dragon in the abyss, locked in a moment by a huge chain, it struggles and struggles, trapped and bound to death.

That roar was so unwilling that Xu Fengniang was about to cry when she heard it.

The next moment, the exclamations of everyone rang out all around.

With the roar that made everyone's hearts tremble, the thunder above the palace stopped.

A dark shadow fell from mid-air, the hat shattered on his head, and with him fell, there was a little cold light around him.

Like the stars of heaven, they also fell from heaven together.

Lord Furushi, defeated?

Xu Fengniang looked at everything in front of her in disbelief, her eyes widened, and she tried her best to cultivate.

In the fragments of the hat, she saw the man's face.

He was bleeding all over, and the blood soaked through his dark clothes and seeped into the gaps in the front steps of the Mingguang Temple.

The man who was as silent as a stone looked at his palm in amazement, one hand clenching his chest.

It was as if there really was an invisible chain on his body, choking his throat.

"I see...... Sang Yu's robe was also full of cracks, but he fell from the sky and stood condescendingly on the jade steps, a light of unknown meaning flashed in his deep eyes.

"It seems ......," the white-haired Taoist priest stared at the man at the bottom of the steps, and was about to speak, but his pupils shrank.

The man's black hair fluttered in the air, and then Xu Fengniang heard a crisp sound.

The long sword in Gu Shi's hand was broken in response.

The sound of the sword breaking was only for a moment, but everyone felt that the voice echoed in their hearts for a long time.

Broken sword weeps blood.

The sword, in place of his master, let out a mournful roar.

A little starlight fell from the ancient stone's hand, like a fragment of a star, and like a big tear.

And the thunder in the distance finally died down.

And when everyone woke up from the shock, some were in pain, some were proud.

"I'm scared to death......"

"What do you think will happen......"

"With the presence of the National Teacher, these grasshoppers can't be bounced for two days......"

"How could Lord Furushi ......?"

The prostrate angel got up from the ground, patted the dust of the holy decree on his hand, looked left and right with palpitations, looked at Xu Fengniang who was looking at him expressionlessly, and twitched the corner of his mouth.

"Let's go on," he said, his voice lengthened, and the smile on his lips was sarcastic, as if to hide the panic he had just had.

"This red sleeve trick is ......"

The next moment, however, a loud whistling sound tore through the air.

The angel who was about to read the decree was swept away by the sharp blade of the sword, and felt that his face was about to be scraped off, and as soon as he opened his mouth wide, he closed it, fell backwards with a thud, and fell to the ground.

Xu Fengniang Huo Ran turned around.

A black sword light was reflected in her pupils.

It was the brightest meteor she'd ever seen.

The black blade fell from the sky, like a bolt of lightning, and pierced into the inner courtyard of the Red Sleeve Move.

The hillside was wiped out in an instant, and a huge crack spread out with a sword blade as the origin.

A deep male voice came.

"Those who move the red sleeves will be punished even if they are far away."

That was the first and last time Xu Fengniang heard Gu Shi speak.

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Xu Fengniang looked at the silent girl beside her worriedly.

"Is it," after the initial soul shock, Zhu Luan did not react in Xu Fengniang's entire narrative.

Even Xu Fengniang couldn't figure out what she was thinking.

"I still don't understand why Gushi-sama fell at that time." Xu Fengniang bit her lip and took a deep breath.

Zhu Luan raised his head and looked at the broken sword under the pavilion, but it was the woman's voice that sounded in his ears.

"There are often words in the book, a man covers the world for a woman or something."

"Live for her, die for her, overturn the world for her."

Sitting on the railing, the woman in red looked at the little girl sitting on her lap and whispered.

"Sounds good?" The woman chuckled, but then the smile disappeared from the corner of her mouth.

"But I will not tolerate it." The man said, "This is a bottom line that I must never touch." ”

"I'm not the Holy Maiden of the Snow Mountain Clan."

The woman's voice resounded in Zhu Luan's ears.

"At the very least, I have the ability to make my own choices."

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